To Hate Emmanuel Johnsons - Episode 33

Tessy

i open my painful lid and discover prosper in the room talking to

someone on the phone. Who could he be talking to with that hard

expression on his face, i wonder. I look at him as he closes his eyes

as if in pain then say something along the line of"tessy is dead and

so is her family" then hang up and I sit up in alarm.

"olivia is dead?." i ask and he jumps, startled

"tessy" he whispers

"you lied to me?!" i yell

"i didn't lie. Olivia is fine but you won't be able to see her for now"

"then who is dead?"

"your mother" he says solemnly

"No! so you planned to deceive me till when?."

"i was going to tell you"

"when?"

"today"

"liar!. Where is olivia? You said she was fine 'not a scratch on her' remember?"

"yea, she is fine but she is currently missing."

"oh no. She is just a little girl. Have you informed the police?"

"no"

"what?!. That is the first thing you were supposed to do" i scream at

him frustrated

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. "lets go to the police station. The police will find

her for me. It wouldn't be hard you'll see"i continue, tears flowing

freely from my eyes. I cant believe i loss both my mom and olivia in

the same day. This feels so unreal. Maybe if i close my eyes and open

them i would wake up from this qrumesome night mare. I close my eyes

then open them. Nope, its real because prosper is still standing here

and my shoulder still hurts

"tessy, you cant go out right now"

"why cant i?."

"because you are hurt and-"

"and what?. You better stop the lies now and tell me the truth for a change"

"and the people that were after you on the bridge would still be

looking for you"

"how do you know about the people after me?" i look at him with narrowed eyes

"umm. You kept saying that in your sleep"

"i did?"

"yes! Oh and they came to the hospital looking for you. The doctor

helped hide you. Actually we have to leave this state. Lets go to

lagos. You would be safe there" i look at him dubiously

"lagos? What about olivia. We have to look for her here"

"i will hire an investigator to look for her."

"why not the police?"

"because i don't trust them"

"where would we live in lagos? What about your family?"

"i won't live there with you. You will live with my mom's mother.

She's rich so you will be comfortable. I'll visit you from time to

time"

"why are you helping me?" i ask because it doesn't make sense. Two

days ago we were just classmates who have never spoken to each other,

now he is offering me a place to live.

"i don't know. I just want you to be safe. Just think of it as God

using me to help you. You'll go by bus tomorrow morning and she will

meet you at the bus stop."

"promise me, you will find olivia"

"i promise"

"okay i'll go" prosper breathe a sigh of relief then turn to leave. I

hold his hand and he looks at our joined hands.

"thank you. I'll surely repay you" i say.

he just nods then walk out. As soon as he leaves, i release the tears

i have been holding. Gut wrenching sobs. My little olive. I hope you

are safe wherever you are. Oh mother. You are too young to die. We

were just getting to become a perfect family before my selfish father

came along. He must be dead too. I don't know what to feel about his

death. He is still my father though. I am now all alone in this world.

And i am not safe. Would i continue hiding in lagos forever?. I don't

mind not coming back here as there is nothing for me here but when

would i be safe from the evil people that separated my little olive

from me?. They took everything!. I'll make sure i find olivia. Yes!

And I'll also find the bastard that killed my parents. They have to be

punished by the law. My resolve placate me for a while and i lie back

on the bed. Something on the bedside table  catches my eyes. Its my

school bag. I cant believe it survived but my mom didn't. I was

carrying the bag on my back during the accident so it must have been

with me when i was rescued. How i wish it was olivia instead. I

swallow my tears and pick the bag up then sigh. The side zip is open

so i try to zip it but the zip gets caught on something. I look inside

and see a book. This isn't mine. I bring the book out and open it.

Read " Stolen innocence " by the same author ( Ameh juliet )

. The

handwriting looks like mine but it isn't mine. I gasp. It must have

been my father's. I scroll through and find dates, names of places and

codes that do not make any sense to me. My father must have kept it

here. He wanted me to find it. I think it has to do with the reason

they died. I put the book safely in my bag. I would decipher this

book. Maybe it would lead me to the evil bastard that turned my life

upside down. My number one goal in life now is to find olivia followed

by sending the cause of my misery to prison for life.